My Daughter’s In-Laws Took Almost All Money I Gave My Kid for Her Wedding, Making Her Look like a Pauper, So I Struck Back

Hazel is furious when she discovers her daughter’s wedding was ruined by selfish in-laws who stole the money she had saved. Determined to unmask their deceit and seek justice, Hazel embarks on a relentless quest to gather irrefutable evidence. But can this resolute mother unveil the truth and reclaim her daughter’s shattered dreams?

“I can’t believe this,” I muttered, staring at my laptop screen. The kitchen around me in my Australian home felt colder as I looked at the photos of Jinny’s wedding. I had always imagined her big day to be a grand affair, but what I saw broke my heart. Jinny’s wedding was held in a shabby café with plastic tables, and she wore a tacky dress that didn’t suit her at all.

I buried my face in my palms, feeling a mix of anger and sadness. How could this happen? I had saved up so much money to give Jinny a beautiful wedding. This was not what I had planned for her.

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